28 Dec 2011
Life of a Cat, by Possum
WHY is my nap being interrupted here? This is simply intolerable.
“Possum, get out of the trash can. Leave that tape alone, Possum!”
I love me a good piece of crackly sticky tape. It’s fun to eat, crunchy like a little bird (not that I’ve ever gotten my paws on a little bird, but a guy can dream). After I munch the tape, I settle down in the trash can for a nice nap.
“Possum, get off the couch right now! Get. Off. The. Couch.”
The Big One in the house yowls a lot. She lunges at me and whoooo!!! I get a ride to the litter box. Cool! Let’s do it again. I could do this for hours, except that I need a nap.
“Possum, time for your meds. Come up here, buddy.”
Treats!! Treeeeeeattttttsss!! I love the way the Big One hugs me and waters my eyes. She never does that for SammySosa. I’m so special; I’m really special. I love me very much. Then the Big One opens my mouth and sticks in that fishy-tasting paste. I love fishy-tasting paste. Oh I do. It’s great just before a nap.
Me and SammySosa. I'm the good-looking one.
“Possum, stop eating SammySosa’s food!”
The gloppy stuff in my bowl is really tasty. The gloppy stuff in SammySosa’s bowl looks good, too. I’ll just take a bite. Um, really love this stuff. Move over, Sammy. Hey, I just invented stereo eating, a bite from this bowl, a bite from that bowl. Oh, SammySosa, stop complaining. Let’s take a nap.
“Possum, stay away from my laptop. Stop it, Possum. Go away!”
This flat shiny thing makes fun little clicks when I walk over it. Sometimes paper comes out of the white square thing over there. Gotta attack and kill that paper while it’s still moving. I have such a fun life. Okay, time for a nap.
“Possum, I’m trying to brush my teeth. Get out of the way. Possum!”
Every morning the Big One and I enjoy flowing water together. Moving water tastes way better than bowl water. I love the way the water runs over my face. I really do. I could drink like this for hours, except that I need a nap.
I like this shot of me. I love every shot of me, don't you?
“Possum, sweetie, come here. Come sit in my lap and let me hug you, big boy.”
The Big One makes a lot of noise but has no idea how to communicate. It’s best that I don’t encourage this kind of whining. So hard on the ear. Just need to check that SammySosa isn’t in the chair with the Big One; I don’t like that. Yah, I’m good. That sunny spot on the floor looks perfect for a nap.
So funny — and so true! Gotta go – time for a nap.
Gary
December 28th, 2011 at 5:20 pmpermalink
Very cute! Sounds like you’re wishing that Possum would just play possum once in a while…
Denise
December 28th, 2011 at 6:23 pmpermalink
I LOVE Possum. I could hear you in this post! I’m laughing so hard. Thank you!
Donna
December 28th, 2011 at 7:57 pmpermalink
Wait until SammySosa finds out that Possum has his own guest column. It could get ugly!
Merianne Liteman
December 29th, 2011 at 11:02 ampermalink
Dear Possum,
I am jealous of your life, getting to nap all the time…I LOVE that top picture of you peeking out of the trash can…
Meow,
Ben…
Judy Leaver
December 30th, 2011 at 10:16 ampermalink
Hey, Ben, if you’re not napping all the time, you need to take a course in Managing Your Human. I will gladly teach you for a bag of cat treats…or…wait…no…a ball of string.
Rrrrooowwwww,
Possum
Sheila Campbell
December 30th, 2011 at 10:35 ampermalink